A Fatherly Wish Poem by Gaurav Mittal

My dear Lord I thank you for
Having made me the man I am.
For myself I need not more
Except a daughter in a pram.

I shall spoil her with my love;
Shall fill her room with teddy bears.
She, more than the stars above,
Shall attract fascinated stares.

A kiss for her every tear -
A kiss on either of her cheeks.
A kiss for her every fear,
And one for every word she speaks.

In my arms I'll make her sway,
And sing to her sweet lullabies
Till to sleep she goes away;
My angel with her two closed eyes.